Aries Letters

 There are days when all I want to do is crawl into my bed and shut the world out... The days when you know you are not sad but you are not so happy either.. the kind where you either stuff every and any food in your mouth or you can barely go through a glass of water without feeling like you might puke.  How do you get through such days? (I actually want you to respond). We all handle our meh days differently, and they are often worse to go through when you can't pinpoint why you feel the way you do. Get your journal and list 3 or more "pick up" habits you have. Read through them and see how many you actually use on days like this. Or if you use any at all.  Crying is my go-to habit, usually the most effective and fastest way to get rid of a funk. Crying is such an art, I don't know where heaven got that concept but whoever came up with it deserves a house of gold on the diamond street in heaven. Imwe if I could, I would cry every day lol (just kidding) but hopefully...

 Anyone on my contact list knows I preach this everyday! I even adopted a flower emoji to back it up..  Being grateful seems really easy, it's a couple of warm fuzzy feelings, thank yous, accepting situations as they are. But no one ever tells you how to maintain a heart of gratitude during tough times. When I say "gratitude in all seasons", I mean all seasons, bad ones inclusive..  Last week, I felt the sharpest pain ever in my life.. literally felt my heart break. I lost one of my siblings, I lost my brother the one "I resemble". The one who loved me with the biggest part of his heart. I'm convinced I was his favourite sibling (but for the sake of the others, I'll pretend he loved us equally).  So here was where I struggled, one day I had to say the one thing I was grateful for, in the middle of mourning. Now here me out, there's nothing harder than trying to see good, in the moment of pain but I did it. I found what I was grateful for, I was grate...

My first career choice was "Doctor".. as I grew older it started to evolve. Grandma says I once said Police woman (I really don't know what that was about because ilya uniform hmmm), in about Grade 6 it was "Sister-Professor" (you're probably wondering what career is LOL I wanted to be a Nun and Professor at the same time!  I got into high school and I settled for Law, I wanted to be a lawyer and my mother was rooting for me.. she even used to call me "State counsel", on the other side of the camp my grandparents thought because I talk a lot my best bet was KU BROADCASTING (Journalism). Fast forward to post high school, I did go to Journalism school, gosh I hated it. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with it, I actually admire journalists. They are confident, well put together and read really well (this kinda describes me) lol but yeah neh, it wasn't for me. So I looked for something I thought fit and that's how I got into P...

 It's the first Wednesday of 2023, we made it!!!  I have so much hope for this year because I lost a huge part of it last year. A number of times I tweeted "when I get better, I'm going to do everything I planned to but never did either because I thought I wasn't good enough or I just felt lazy to).  Fast forward to January 2023, I'm still not 100!! In most cases, it would mean I'm still going to sulk and complain about how I'm not in the state I wanted to be to conquer the world but after a few therapy sessions and heart to hearts, I decided to realign!  What I needed to change is not my leg or wait for my health to get better. It's my mind that has to be adjusted, to be "realigned". If I can think it, I definitely can do it. So hell yeah, I'm coming for everything I dreamt of no matter what!  As humans, it's very easy to allow our circumstances determine what our next move is and it's often the "I don't think I can"...

 I need Igbo and Shayoooo! Lol, whatever Burna boy meant I need it too... So before I dive into this piece, I just want to mention that I wrote a really good piece, but somehow it got deleted by accident and now I have to try and give even half as good a piece as the first one... but 1 thing I did was state that this is random, has no direction but will eventually make sense as you go.  It's not a secret I have had quite the year (unless you are a stranger reading this or haven't heard any of the podcast episodes I have dropped this year). This year has taught me patience and a bunch of medical terms I would never know on an average day. But the hardest lesson I have had is how to make a knee brace look stylish, there is a thin line between cute and Optimus Prime. Do you have the slightest idea how hard it is to make a robocop brace look cute-cute? Ala imwe fyalikosa last! lol  When I got injured I really wanted to get my old life back, I wanted to skip to the part where ...

 I am a people person, so making friends has never really been hard for me. I can easily start conversations and probably carry them along for as long as I possibly can. One of my biggest struggles though, is knowing which friends are seasonal, long term and just abena hi- hello.  The oldest friendship I have is 24 years old, we met at church when we were 2 years old then, mothers were friends then we went to the same primary school, in the same class for a little bit (fun fact about this, so one term in grade 1 during mid term exams Natasha passed number 1 and I number 4.. gosh I was so devastated, fast forward to end of term.. I passed number 1 and Natasha was number 4) I have never forgotten that lol... Back to the piece, so our friendship hasn't been a walk in the park, we have had our fair share of ups and downs, we've broken up a couple of times lol but the getting back has always been better and more fulfilling. And the older we grow, we both see so much of the bond our...

 Growing up my dreams were simple, I wanted to be a princess. How hard could it possibly be? All I have to do is wear cute ballroom dresses, live in a castle, smile and greet people and occasionally ride horses. That to me seems like a simple life.  Fast forward to today and in reality, I am 20-something working an actual 9 to 5, while trying to get a degree which in all honesty is giving me so much grief (like why can't you just be as easy as 123) and somewhere in all this, I am expected to live a decent social life and possibly have a stable relationship. In this same one life???? That is not what 5-year-old me thought, because as far as I know, the Prince was bound to find me in a castle. But alas, I do not live in one. This could probably be the reason I am single, instead of being in a castle in some faraway land, I am in Lusaka lol. At 5, my dreams were cute and pure, and life also seemed so much simpler and cooler as from my little girl eyes, iyee imwe kali ka book kama...